The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1887-06-16

nsma" sa1d Nm. Msgiin tusa1lne into sns
studio. But without waltine Sbe answers u
hef Questions, che went On, "rvs just had Z
leeser nom Aunt jana and che Wonts u te
spsnd nom Saturday 70 Monday with her
Do 1t me sccspA dsar. Yea look quite pale
nom ovsrwork, and - long for sight Of
me country. Do lee - sway fum these
noehaing monsy-lsndsn end psupls and
have holiday. I'm sure No both want IT,
Levi has offered me 400 fos aChlos, -
began Msgilp, gravely.
why, that's worse than Nf. Zuubbabel
but about Aunt James invitation, Amy.
Nay I soosptr'
Hssilp never could refuse his wife any.
thing. She he'd evidently set her heart upon
the vidt, %, though he didn't Hike leaving
town at such . critical moment, hs let her
nave hsr own way; and the note accepting
Aunt James invitation was written and
posted forthwith.
Having called at the picture -ftamer's and
ordered new frame for Chloe" and left
the key Of the studio with Mary Anne, the
housemaid, with directions TO hand over the
picture TO Mr.. Ormolu's representative, Me
CLIP and bis wife left town the following sf.
ternoon and spent delightfully."- quiet Sun
day With Aunt Jane at her cottage in Sussex.
Late ON Monday evening the Megilps re-
turned home.
ANY one called while We were avay?
Any letters, Mary Anner' Mn. Meeilp
asked, - the neat handmaiden met her n
the door.
"oh, yss, mum, II you please" replied
Mary Anne, volubly. ION Saturday, soon
after you and master left, Mr.. Ormolu's
young man came for the picture-the pretty
one with the chickens; and this morning
came . gentleman, the same = called
the other evening when master was out.
And he ast me II he could - masters pic
lures, and said, yes, thought he could,
and showed him into the drawing.room.
hope did right, sir?" she added, turning 10
Aegilp
"Quite right Which pictures did you
show him, Mary Amer
II at him to wait minuts," resumed the
fri, smoothing her apron complacently.
"and made the studio look quite nice before
showed him in. l lifted the big picture
the one Of the young lady with two long
plaits Of air down her back"
Margaret Mending Her stockings," said
Aegilp, under his breath.
sand put It on the easel, and it looked
beautiful" went on the maid glibly. "Ths
gentleman seemed very much took with It;
and then he looked at the little picture"
Sour Grapes" interpolated Michael An
gslo, smiling.
And then he asked me for pen and ink,
and then he set down and wrote you this
letter, SIR" Here she produced from her
pocket two letters. This other came by
post this morning." she added, giving both
to him.
Hastily stufing the post-letter into his
pocket, Megilp tore open Mr.. Zerubbabers
communication. When he had read 1t, he
burst into hearty laugh, drew his wife into
the drawing-room, and shut the door on the
astonished Mary Anne.
"Madgei Madge It's the best joke-you
must raise that girls wages FIVE pounds
year, and give her . gown or something.
'Pon my word, you must. She's done N
splendid turn. Read thatw
He handed the open letter to Mrs. Megilp.
II ran a. follows:
DEAR sIR-I have seen your picture, "Mar-
garet Mending Her Stockinss." It's taken my
fancy. III buy It Of you on the following
terms: I'll remit the bill Of sale and give you
ESQ. II you accept, bill Of sale RENTED by ro-
turn post. Wire reply. Yours respectfully,
MICAH ZHRUBnABEL.
Perhaps you'd throw in the little picture,
"sour Grapes;" ESQ ID . lot Of money.-M.z
I'm afraid he has made mistake. He
meant to buy 'Chlos,'" said Ms. Megilp,
uneasily.
Nonsense, my dearl" rstorted her
Here he makes me an
offer in black-and-white for Margaret
Mending Her Stockings.' He ought to know
what he wants. shall wire acceptance at
once, and we'll burn the bill Of sale to-mor-
row morning"
By the next mornings post came the bill
Of sale and Mr.. Zerubbabel's check for ESQ.
Mn. Megilp consigned the former in solemn
'ilence to the flames, and her husband put
he latter into his pocket. Al he did 30, he
pulled out the letter Mary Anne had given
him the evening before, and which in the e1-
,itement of the moment he had completely
forgotten.
It was from Mr.. Abiram Len, offering
him R400 for "Chlos Counting Her Chick.
ms"
ut never rains but It pous," cried the
delighted artist, tossing the picture-dsalsr's
tote across to his wife.
Thenext merry meeting, after the open.
ng OF the Academy, between Zerubbabel
md Levi was enlivened by angry recrimina-
ions. Mr.. Zerubbabel accused Mr.. Levi of
vilfully misleading him, and the latter 70
'ied, chuckling: 80 was right. was I?
t was you who tried, and, in fact, partially
ucceeded, in spelling my market with Ne
'lp. l would advise you, the next time you
make use Of friends brains, to be sure that
,ou know what you're about."-Losdon
FrwtA.
THE wOMAN's IDEAL.